The grumpiest man on earth is the gatekeeper to the range. He snapped away during the check in process. They do some kind of background check (hope that cemetery entry does not pop up) take your picture and send you in. He knew the museum was closing but took his sweet time muttering not sure you are going to make it in. Once past Mr. Grump the military personnel take over. The directions I was given were walk on the path to the right and cross over as saf...

I was a minute late (Thanks Grump) but the nice guy let me in and told me to take my time - I am sure I reminded him of his grand mom or something. The place is full of the history behind the making of the bomb, WWII in general, the folks that were there and art oh and a missile garden. There is an art installation done by a person who was taken prisoner by the Japanese. I knew the treatment was brutal but I did not realize how many people died. My mom used ...